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I’m addicted to her.

She moans lovingly around Matt’s cock. She’s aching for more of him, for more of us.

I know she’d be screaming my name, but her mouth is indisposed. I fall to the bed beside her and take the nipple clamps off so I can suck her tits.

Her nipples are erect and hard. She wants it so very bad.

Matt fucks her mouth for a while, and she moans for it, for him. Before he comes, though, he pulls out and places his cock squarely between her beautiful, round tits. He squeezes them together around his cock and blows his load on her neck, giving her the famous pearl necklace.

She squeals excitedly and starts lapping up whatever remnants of cum she can. She uses her finger to scoop it up and then she sucks it off her finger.

This girl might be innocent, but she’s also a fucking minx. By the way she’s lapping up Matt’s cum, I can see she’s happy. We’re her fantasy come true.

Matt swings delightedly to the side of her and takes a drink of whiskey from Ian.

Ian comes to Meg, whose head is hanging over the side of the bed. He pours warm whiskey down her throat and she gulps it up as best she can. Some of the liquid pours down the side of her mouth.

I pull her up for a kiss, tasting the whiskey on her mouth. She’s succulent and beautiful and all mine...or should I say all ours?

Meg rolls over onto her stomach and says, “Oh my god, you guys. That was so intense. How does it get more intense every single time?”

I look at her with satisfaction, thinking about how this sex room has certainly paid off. It was worth every penny and every moment of construction. I can see us getting a lot of use out of this room.

Little does Meg know that we’re only just getting started. We’ve barely sampled the selection of toys, after all.

This ensures that we’ll never be bored, though that could never happen with Meg. Not for a second.

She’s exciting and I don’t know why. She’s innocent and yet also fiery.

What I love most is that we’re here to teach her something. We’re in control, and she’s not. That makes me hard even to think about it.

We make love like this into the night. We sleep and we fuck. We get a snack...a drink. And then we fuck her some more.

She’s ours to devour and to behold. She’s ours to do with what we will.

She’s finally learned that submitting means more pleasure. When she begs, she’ll get rewarded. And she knows that my brothers and I are obsessed with her.

She’s never gonna be out of our grasp...not for an instant.

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